myas cutelittle wilted flower

for the first time in meny years, i didnt think, i just blanked out my mind, and let my body draw what my heart wanted to draw, sounds corny i know, but i really like this picture, it shows some sadness, some lonelyness, possibly pain/suffering, being left behind, singled out, standing out of a croud because its the odd one out, yet a cute side of longing, i didnt finish it even though i wanted to, i feal it express's as much with less then more. likewise im not thinking while typing this, its once again from inside.

why is she sad, why is she alone?

-edit just thought i should mention she's drawn in standard black ball point pen.